Katherine "Kissin' Kate" Barlow (
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milliways_bar2012-05-29 05:42 pm
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Happy Hour, Cubefall Edition!
It's been a pleasant enough month. After all the hullabaloo of the Shindig cleared out, Kate took some time to herself to relax. She's been around, in and out of the stables as usual, but mostly sticking to the libraries and her room.
She's pleased when she comes downstairs and gets a reminder of just what the date is.
The familiar screen pops up:
Hello! Welcome to Milliways. Today, Milliways marks the Cybertronian holiday of Cubefall, the anniversary of the day upon which the Allspark first landed on the rocky world that would become Cybertron. Would you like to sample some possible reconfigurations? (y/n)

Kate grins, taking some time to pore over the choices. The robot is a little unsettling; the horse is tempting. She was a fella two years back for the holiday, and she actually quite enjoyed the experience. Folk always like to compare what a woman can do to what a man can do. Getting some actual idea of what the differences really are...
She chews on her lip, and hits the series of buttons it takes to reconfigure her. Hell if she won't have some more fun with this.
When it's done, a napkin pops up on the Bar.
"Y'jus' like askin' me when I'm tall 'nough t'reach the shelves, don't you?" 'he' grumbles, not without amusement.
He leaps over the counter spryly, and quickly scribbles up a few specials.
Happy Hour Specials:
Robot Cocktail
Fluffy Duck
Gender Bender Shooter
Bourbon
Ice Cream
Bourbon Ice Cream
Build something for half off your drink, and an extra shot of good luck.
"Bar's open! Yeehaw."
[ooc: Open until the next Happy Hour post, or until it scrolls off the front page. All are welcome, threadhopping is encouraged, zaniness is practically required. Have fun! ^__^]
She's pleased when she comes downstairs and gets a reminder of just what the date is.
The familiar screen pops up:
Hello! Welcome to Milliways. Today, Milliways marks the Cybertronian holiday of Cubefall, the anniversary of the day upon which the Allspark first landed on the rocky world that would become Cybertron. Would you like to sample some possible reconfigurations? (y/n)




Kate grins, taking some time to pore over the choices. The robot is a little unsettling; the horse is tempting. She was a fella two years back for the holiday, and she actually quite enjoyed the experience. Folk always like to compare what a woman can do to what a man can do. Getting some actual idea of what the differences really are...
She chews on her lip, and hits the series of buttons it takes to reconfigure her. Hell if she won't have some more fun with this.
When it's done, a napkin pops up on the Bar.
"Y'jus' like askin' me when I'm tall 'nough t'reach the shelves, don't you?" 'he' grumbles, not without amusement.
He leaps over the counter spryly, and quickly scribbles up a few specials.
Robot Cocktail
Fluffy Duck
Gender Bender Shooter
Bourbon
Ice Cream
Bourbon Ice Cream
Build something for half off your drink, and an extra shot of good luck.
"Bar's open! Yeehaw."
[ooc: Open until the next Happy Hour post, or until it scrolls off the front page. All are welcome, threadhopping is encouraged, zaniness is practically required. Have fun! ^__^]
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"Eat outta house an' home," Mairi agrees, snatching up her spoon and attacking the code freeze.
"Slow, Mairi," Enzo says absently. So it's someone he knows... who met Mairi last year... cowboyish (unless he/she is just acting the part)...
Ah. Enzo spots the guns.
"Hi, Kate."
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"Am I that obvious?"
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"Never leave without 'em."
The belt did need a little 'reconfiguring' of its own, of course, but Kate wasn't about to let go of her guns for three days.
"Well, y'know, it's a heck of a thing bein' in a different body. How 'bout you? Not one'a the holidays y'partake in?"
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"Goin' handless this year?"
Kate's gaze shifts to Mairi. He tips his hat, and grins.
"If y'build somethin' real fine, miss, I'll see y'get another scoop for free."
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Mairi cheers and grabs at some nearby toys, attempting to eat her current serving and build something suitably impressive at the same time.
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He smirks at the young'n, and fetches a rag so he's at the ready for any spills.
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Pwing!
"Elephant... elephant shrew... elephant seal... echidna... and something called an Electric Monk."
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Brow furrowed like a spring field, he leans in to eye Enzo's screen.
"I wonder if the Miss has a shine to elephants I didn't know 'bout before. But as for that, I dunno what t'say."
He points at the picture of the echidna.
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"Wanna see!"
Enzo tips the window down for Mairi to see. She giggles. The elephant shrew is an animated GIF. "Wiggle!"
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"I think Miss Mairi has jus' cast her vote. Me, I ain't never seen an elephant up close, unless y'count the li'l one Mike sometimes has with 'im."
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His face scrunches up as he tries to envision an elephant leading a floating baby by a leash.
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"It's cool once you get used to it."
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He looks skeptical.
"Eat game? Graze? Can y'even get in your room if y'don't have thumbs?"
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"A lair?"
Beat.
"Like in the story books?"
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"That was nice of her. Lemme know if there's a next time, an' I'll gladly lend a trinket or two. Might even know a knight who could come t'call."
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"I c'n fight the dragon!" Mairi pipes up.
"I was the dragon, Mairi."
Mairi is undeterred. "I c'n take you!"
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He doesn't bother asking how he held onto the paintbrush.
(Maybe he was finger-painting, after all.)
Mairi gets one heck of a grin out of him, followed by another laugh.
"Girl after my own heart. I bet y'surely could, Miss Mairi."
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"If I'm ever a dragon again, I'll let you know and we can have an epic sky battle, okay?"
"Yay!"
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He pushes on the brim of his hat, grinning.
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